WRONG SIDE OF THE BED

I woke up,

On the wrong side of the bed.

Half of me was on Caffenol,

The other half, grain dead.

I woke up,

On the wrong side of the bed.

Had to make some salt prints,

Added sugar instead.

I woke up,

On the wrong side of the bed.

Waiting for the yeast to rise,

It refused to become bread.

I woke up,

On the wrong side of the bed.

Kick started an Enfield,

It became a moped.

I woke up,

On the wrong side of the bed.

Turned on the safe lights,

Damn! It wasn’t red.

I woke up,

On the wrong side of the bed.

Bought new gear,

Felt good, but my pocket bled.